Abuja, centre of opulence <br />You are the ocean <br />Where tributary rivers flow into <br />Your garden is full of fresh waters <br />In your pots are big meats <br />Your ornaments are precious black gold <br />Honey flows through your streets <br />Opulence encompasses your lanes <br /> <br />Abuja, you are a solid rock <br />Full of steel and iron <br />Power resides in your rock <br />Destinies are made or unmade <br />Abuja, you a paragon of beauty <br />Your endearing face magnetizes <br />Many scramble to suck your big breasts <br />But only few are satisfied <br /> <br />At the vortex of Abuja <br />Opulence flows like River Niger <br />And the nobles are drunk in their riches <br />Deep down in the periphery <br />Ghettoes spread like wild fire <br />Abuja is a bride for all <br />Queens and kings come visiting <br />They forget their empires <br /> <br />Abuja, a powerful city <br />Your fame goes beyond Africa <br />Your glory is noised abroad <br />In you is riches, honour and respite <br />Yet some dwell in squalor <br />When she sneezes <br />Other states catch cold <br />Abuja, a land of paradox<br /><br />Babatunde Aremu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/abuja-a-paradox/
